Adultery Delhi Nights by Joe69stone

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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While they moved, he gestured for Rahul to come to them. His friend grinned and moved forward. Perhaps because of the heat, he had undone the top few buttons of his shirt, revealing his chiseled chest. Rahul came up behind her and put his hands on her waist until the two of them had her sandwiched. The moved to the music. Rahul pushed his pelvis against her - grinding against her - making Sonali crush against her husband. Vikram felt his erection against his wife's pelvis and he moaned as Rahul made her thrust into him. Her breath was warm against his neck. She moaned.

Vikram and Rahul shared a glance. Vikram pulled away with a smile. As the song changed to another with a slower beat, she turned around to Rahul and the two melted into one another. They began kissing. Rahul's hands found her ass, pulling her into him. As they swayed to the sound, he moved his hand up and down her back, caressing her. He shifted the other hand to a hip. Her writhing against him was too much and, like Vinod, he tried sliding his hand between her legs. And like Vinod, he didn't get very far. But this time as Sonali pushed his hand away, Vikram recognized a lack of conviction in it, her hand lingering on Rahul's wrist as his hand obediently settled on her hip.

Rahul spun her around until she was facing Vikram, her hair falling forward to hide half her face - even then, Vikram saw the lust in her expression. Sonali leaned back into her husband's friend, lifting her gaze to look directly into her husband's eyes - challenging him to stop her. She took Rahul's hand and slowly dragged it across her torso to cup a breast. She entwined her fingers with Rahul's, encouraging - forcing - him to knead the mound. Her other hand reached behind to caress his leg. Rahul moved his free hand up and down her flank before bringing it to rest in the space just above the join of her legs. Rather than stopping him, she pushed back into him. She stared at Vikram, her breathing becoming heavy with lust.

Watching all this, Vikram felt his own desire building like a heavy weight on his chest. With each quiet whimper coming from his wife, he felt blood pulse to his hardening cock. And, as he watched Rahul squeeze her breast through her kameez, he imagined what it would soon be like to watch someone fondling her naked flesh. Seeing her dark mounds being kneaded. Her swollen nipples pinched. Licked. Suckled.

Vikram cleared his throat, realizing his daydreaming had allowed the session to last a bit longer than he'd meant. He gestured to Karan as the song changed again. Karan smoothly changed places, not breaking her trance. Karan stood behind her as well, realizing what his friend wanted and wrapped his hands around her waist. Sonali leaned into him as they moved with the music.

Karan kept his eyes on Vikram as one hand fell to her hip while the other moved up to hold a breast. He was bolder. Not just molding the pliant flesh, he began to rub the hard nipple with his forefinger. Sonali had her eyes closed and a carnal purr escaped her lips. She pushed back against him. His free hand moved the hem of her kameez aside and came to rest on her bare belly. She shuddered.

Then, she took the initiative. With a furtive glance at her husband, she suddenly spun around and pulled Karan's head down, kissing him. The fingers of one hand twined themselves into his hair as her hand settled at the back of his head pressing his lips firmer against her. As their lips quickly parted, allowing their tongues to duel in the space between, Sonali's throat vibrated with a needy moan. The fingers of her free hand scratched at his bare shoulder. As the passion of their kissing grew, Karan's hand went beneath her salwar to knead the bare skin of her ass, eliciting another needy moan from her.